Lyrics:
I've been feeling like it's draft day
Case you wondering
What the day is
Got a hammack in my man cave
Case you wondering
How I'm hanging
Everybody
up again and again
Number one pick but nigga draft aint begin
And i remember nights i had to stand in the rain
And all of niggas know we aint scared
up her back
Dick gon' hide today
Waiting for this bag
We gon' ride today
Ride Today
Ride Today
Suckas on blast
Going live today
Youngstas on draft
We
it is and reprimand this shit
I am a god
No hook, no bridge
You niggas ain't got long to live
We the top picks
Any draft, third wind
I feel
to seconds this one could be your last (Count 'em up)
Write ya will fit tha bill lest it stay a draft (Shee)
Keep it real seent you meant to ride on tha wave
the 38
Starting to see a trend of real niggas turn first 48
I be paranoid when I be cruisin down da interstate
Bettin on myself no draft kings ehh I'm
Ceej
Ayy, ayy, ayy
I got Rick on my bottom, I got RAF on my top half
Spent a pick on your bitch like she is the top draft
Young nigga came in gave
An icy draft blows through my thoughts and verses and body
My eyes are wide open
I try to catch everything that flies in
And everything that slips
I feel like an open verse, sixteens turn into days
Your final mix downs won't even touch my rough draft WAVs
I won't notice if I'm worse than I was
the day
I got a mask that'll cover my face
I need a draft to float me away
I got a bag to make me my change
Life is a drag so you gonna race
I'm gonna pass
I'm the craziest of captains
Bumped my head, and woke up curious about what happen
Open up the door and maybe let a little draft in
I'm sure I was
Sherman
In a fantasy draft on ESPN
His last name is Mann
Jake Sherman
He has lots of pictures of Samsung Sam
But can he dance
Like Braden Mann
Can he dance
is not for sho’
In the hood everyday bitch it’s still free Yayo
Imma number 1 draft pick balling like I’m Cade
No I’m not section 8 put that bitch in
one draft pick, I’m not a Cavalier
N*gga to smooth with the juice, I’m feeling like aloe vera
I am not a superhero, ain’t no saving h*es in here
N*gga I
the woods
I know a spot
We can get
Some great shots
For the film
For the lot
Baby
You might change a couple of lines around
It's still a draft
Can you feel
the feeling
And I'm breaking myself
Tryna reach the ceiling
Of what's possible
In my first drafts
Written like my final words
You wanna know how I feel?
This is
what it does
Getting started, I'm never done
She give it all but it's never love
Suite and tie on draft day going number 1
Life is good just to sum it up
deep we ride
Jeep got creepers peep inside
I'm like Ric big boss
Draft the kid no picks involved
Through my sticks and stones shit got deep way deep than
the sidelines
I've planned out the words I'd say, got
15 Drafts of the hundred ways I love her
I love her
So I breath in slow and hold my tongue, when she
Calls
Rough drafts of sad songs clog up my phone
I can't seem to speak my mind
I feel like I'm wasting my time, aye
Wasting my time
I feel like I'm wasting my
I told that bitch to get her roll on she know I ain't tripping
In the Stu with all my niggas and 42 what we sipping
I'm the number one draft pick,
nothing's gonna stop us in these hours of the night
I'm praying I'm hoping I'm living I'm coping
I'm feeling the draft on my skin it's left open
Sunrise when
I get inside
They're gonna draft me honey
We'll dance the dance of death
82 Leopards on the 401
They're gonna shaft me honey
We'll dance the dance
to the league
Number One Draft Pick hope she into me
And you ain't ever gotta worry imma' the blunt
I like it from the back but you I want it from the front
I got
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